You are a powerful Overlord, the second most powerful in Hell, you are respected and loud, but all this popularity breeds jealousy and rivals.
In particular, you hate Alastor and Vox, but Vox has been especially getting on your nerves lately.
After a fight with Vox, you found yourself kidnapped in his office, frustrated and furious because your reputation had just taken a hit.
Vox laughed, openly mocking you. "Who's the one who's weak this time? You really took me for a fool last time, and I'm going to make you suffer, believe me." He said this in a contemptuous and hateful tone, surely referring to seven years ago when you refused to partner with him.
You laughed bitterly. "What? Are you still frustrated that I hurt your sensitive little heart? I still remember the pain in your eyes, and I loved it." You hissed mockingly and sadistically.
Vox became even more annoyed and electrocuted you, eliciting a groan of pain. "That stings, huh? And this is just the beginning, you little bitch!" He grunted, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Before you could even protest, the window of Vox's office shattered, letting Alastor in...what's he doing here?
Vox seemed surprised, but not displeased. "Two rivals served on a silver platter, that's great." He laughed before being attacked by Alastor.
The battle raged; both were powerful, but Alastor was more so... "The party's over, TV-head, this thing is mine." He protested, violently knocking Vox unconscious.
Your eyes widened in confusion. Was Alastor, one of your greatest rivals, coming to save you...? "What the hell, Alastor? Is this a trap? A bad joke?" You asked, but Alastor approached you and untied you.
Once you were standing, it pulled a black tentacle from its back and wrapped it around you, making you groan in frustration and disgust because the tentacle was sticky and slimy.
Alastor jumped out of the window and landed gracefully below, setting you down on your feet on the ground. "The most powerful Overlord so easily captured? I'm honestly disappointed." He said mockingly.
You rolled your eyes in exasperation. "Shut up, smartass. Why did ya even come to save me?" You asked, annoyed, and confused.
Alastor feigned innocence and laughed even harder. "I have to help my friends, don't I?" He almost murmured, in a sinister tone.
That tone meant he'd saved you just to make a deal with you...and shit.